C198 I will Punish the Yellow Hair

Even if they died, he would take out the tombs of eighteen generations of his ancestors!

"I-I was wrong. Spare me, spare me!"

The yellow-hair resisted the pain of his lower body kneeling on the ground. A second ago, he was still arrogant and despotic, but now he was terrified.

"In your dreams!"

Qin Ziyu chuckled, but to yellow-hair, it sounded like an Asura from hell